Majorly Lost in E Minor 2

I burned my life, that I may find

A passion wholly of the mind,

Thought divorced from eye and bone

Ecstasy come to breath alone.

I broke my life, to seek relief

From the flawed light of love and grief.

 

With mounting beat the utter fire

Charred existence and desire.

It died low, ceased its sudden thresh.

I had found unmysterious flesh–

Not the mind’s avid substance–still

Passionate beyond the will.

 

~ The Alchemist by Louise Bogan

 

 

 

 

Done